The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and true science. Whoever does not know it and can no longer wonder, no longer marvel, is as good as dead, and his eyes are dimmed. – Albert Einstein

Childhood flavours…

When I was very young, 6 to 8 years old, contrary to nowadays, I have never concerned myself with not being gifted or not being able to draw. I was just going with the flow, drawing and colouring, never getting tired of it. I was stretching my imagination and the results were always good and promising. I was actually feeling and enjoying unhindered progress. The walls of my room were practically wallpapered with my creations and I enjoyed looking at them every day :). What a feeling!

One amazing souvenir is my box of Mr. Sketch coloured markers. They were brought by a friend of our family from Canada and since they were nowhere to find in Romania at that time, they were extremely special to me. I remember my amazement when I received the box since the markers were strongly fruit scented and the scent was lingering on the paper a very long time after the drawing was finished. This was the scent of a wonderful and creatively rich era, this is the scent of my Childhood.

Then I grew up and the colours have sadfully dried…

I recently bought a box of Mr. Sketch in rememberence of the old one and of the happy times that I have so much enjoyed. Still, the new ones will never be as shiny or as beautifully perfumed as the ones in my memory…